I'm in my *gasp* ninth (!!) year as a Mommy. WHAT A RIDE. I'm a whole different person, for better or for worse, and this is the story of my journey...

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Meh. Coulda been worse.

THREE YEARS, TEN MONTHS AND

TWENTY SIX DAYS.

That's how long it took Sophie to grow that piece of hair.

Two seconds is all it took for her to chop it off.

My 11 year old niece Maddie is spending her spring break with us and she was making crafts with Sophie while I tended to the baby. Suddenly I hear her exclaim Sophie's name. All four of them. I ask, "What happened? Is somebody going to be in trouble?"

When Maddie said, "I don't know," Sophie lost it. She started crying hysterically and hid under the chairs. Maddie brought me the piece of hair and I went into the kitchen and had Sophie come out from under the table.

"Why in the world did you cut your hair?," I asked her while I was hugging her. See, I was SO RELIEVED that it was just one small chunk of hair that I found the whole thing hilarious. Through her sobs she told me that she just wanted to be like Mimi - my sister Micki, who has the kids call her Mimi, and who is a beautician. Then she told me that she just wanted short hair. "No," I told her, "You want your hair to get longer." That's when she had this reaction:

A little piece of my heart breaks every time I look at these pictures! I just think of all that hard work and wishing that it would grow!! Then again it might take off and be down her back by the end of summer!!